Chapter 7
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“Ah….”
The scene unfolding before her eyes.
Eva, who was lying on the ground and silently watching, felt a deep sense of awe in her heart.
She had sustained injuries that would have been fatal to an ordinary human.
However, just as her other physical abilities were enhanced, her recovery ability had already surpassed that of a normal human.
Moreover, her body had already fully healed due to the use of healing magic powered by her overflowing Divine Power.
In contrast to Eva’s condition,
the enemies who had been boasting just moments ago about having defeated her
were now being mercilessly crushed, like worms crawling on the ground.
“Ugh… Aaahhhhhh!!!”
-Pak!!!!
One by one, they screamed and burst apart as those red eyes shifted toward them.
The sight of their bodies being reduced to unrecognizable flesh and blood caused a momentary grimace.
Yet, despite this, Eva felt no trace of pity for their wretched deaths.
Just moments ago, they had used Edom to trap her and then took Edom’s life.
From the conversation she overheard afterward, she deduced that the recent undead attack was also their doing.
The damages were all caused by the undead they had unleashed.
She and her comrades’ lives, which were nearly lost in the process of subduing them.
Moreover, they had incited her comrade to betray them with underhanded tricks.
Though she was a Holy Knight who valued mercy as a virtue, she believed that those who must die should die.
Thus, the evil ones, paying for their sins, were being sent to the afterlife one by one.
Then, Eva’s gaze turned toward the being who was executing this righteous justice,
her savior who had saved her twice.
The Seraphim.
At first glance, he had elicited an instinctive sense of rejection and suspicion due to his horrific appearance.
However, at this moment, Eva’s opinion of him had changed greatly from before.
The Seraphim had descended directly to save her in a moment of crisis.
He appeared like a knight on a white horse from a storybook and then protected her from all the spells flying toward her with his own body.
Even though he was an immensely powerful being, he personally stood in front to protect someone who had become a mere slave.
Moreover, after protecting her, he displayed the majesty to subdue the archangel of the heavens,
a being summoned by the enemies, who bore the appearance of an angel commonly known in legends.
The Seraphim’s actions in this short time left a deep impression on Eva’s heart,
making her realize the things she hadn’t been able to see because of his appearance.
A merciful heart, overwhelming power, and the majesty to execute justice.
He was the very existence that she had always envisioned as ideal for a Holy Knight and wished to serve.
The one she knelt and prayed to every day,
the one who would save this chaotic world.
Now, having realized his true form,
Eva felt a clear conviction.
‘Yes… He… No, He is the God I’ve been longing for! There’s no doubt that this is God’s devotion!’
The extremely significant truth that had been hidden by his terrifying appearance.
She felt relief in realizing it, even belatedly.
At the same time, joy filled her heart as she realized she had become the servant of such a great “God.”
Eva looked at the Seraphim, who was delivering holy judgment to the sinners, and silently prayed in her heart,
imbued with pure “faith” toward the God that came from the bottom of her heart.
…
“Kaaaaaah, G-God!!!!”
-Pak!!!
The human, who used to be called Vera or something, exploded and died right before my eyes.
As I watched, the countless eyes attached to my body slightly narrowed.
Like the ones before, he was obliterated into an unrecognizable form.
But unfortunately, this was not my will.
He was a corrupted cleric who had commanded an angel, even though it was a lower one.
I intended to keep this one alive until the end and take my time interrogating him, as he seemed like the leader and obviously had something to hide.
To uncover the inner workings of the Baal Church, or whatever it was, to which he belonged, and to see if he had any knowledge related to the downfall of Heaven.
However, just as I was making progress in the torture and he was about to open his mouth, he self-destructed and was instantly turned into ground meat.
‘Is this… some kind of self-destruction system?’
It seemed that someone had planted magic on him to silence him.
Perhaps that Edom person, who was lying dead over there, had been under a similar spell, and that was why she betrayed us. However, there was no way to know for sure now.
Feeling a slight sense of regret,
I began to sort through the information I had gathered from the preceding purging process.
…
At that moment.
[Uh… Are you finished?]
It was larger than humans, but still far smaller than my own form—about 2 meters tall—and was cautiously flapping its wings in front of me.
It had introduced itself as Arc Royle, the Archangel.
In response to her question, I answered in a calm voice.
[Yes, it’s all done on this side.]
[Ah… T-Thank you for your hard work, Seraphim… N-No, Lord Seraphim!]
Arc Royle, the Archangel, spoke in a tense voice.
Watching her, I sighed softly to myself.
“Arc Royle… All I can think is that she really doesn’t live up to that name…”
The reason for this thought wasn’t solely because of her power, which was far weaker than mine.
The main reason lay in what I learned during the process of interrogating the Sodam members.
First, it turned out that Arc Royle hardly knew any useful information.
Second, it had to do with her past, which was connected to this lack of information.
A long time ago, she had descended to Earth after becoming independent from the High Heavens.
Since it happened so long ago, I don’t remember the exact details, but she had lived among the followers of the Baal Church, the largest religious group on Earth.
The problem was that her way of “helping” was simply serving as the Church’s weapon.
Arc Royle had a contract with the Church; she would sleep inside a gemstone and only awaken when summoned to destroy the enemies before her.
Sometimes these enemies were monsters, other times demons, and occasionally elves or humans.
She didn’t know why she had to fight these beings.
Usually, she slept inside the gemstone, with no chance to access outside information, nor did she care much about what was happening in the world.
However, whenever she appeared and fought, humans praised her fervently.
Arc Royle simply enjoyed this praise, assisting humans without expecting any special compensation and had fought in countless battles.
It sounded like a grand tale.
But in simpler terms, it could be summarized as follows:
“This is a total scam contract with passion pay…”
She didn’t know it, but she had been used as a tool by humans without proper compensation, lured only by sweet talk.
And this fool still worked for them with a smile on her face.
She genuinely believed they were good people just because they praised her.
Even for an angel, she was utterly clueless about the ways of the world.
Feeling both pity and frustration, I decided to educate her about life soon.
After all, as a fellow angel, I couldn’t help but feel some kinship with her.
Thinking about how I now had another being to look after, I turned my gaze toward Subordinate No. 1, whom I’d been paying attention to before this one.
Eva, who was now looking at me with an expression far brighter than before.
“At least she’s not as afraid of me anymore… Well, after seeing me so many times, that’s to be expected.”
With that thought, I wrapped up the situation and left the surface to ascend back to the heavens.
I needed some time to organize my thoughts with the gathered information.
More importantly, I had to teach this little Archangel the harsh realities of the world as soon as possible.
…
Baal Church.
The Church, which served the all-powerful and mighty Baal, had its roots spread across the entire continent.
It continued to have significant influence over the affairs of many races and nations on the continent.
However.
At this moment.
A horrific scream echoed from the heart of this glorious Baal Church.
“Arghhhh! My eyes! Those eyes again!!!”
A man convulsed violently, his body twisting madly.
A group of priests in white robes surrounded him, trying to restrain him in some way, but his convulsions and screams showed no signs of stopping.
One person observed this scene from behind a glass window.
The Pope of the Baal Church,
Ahab XIII.
With a voice devoid of any warmth, he asked the priest next to him.
“What is happening here?”
“H-His Holiness, the Pope… It’s… It’s…”
The priest explained the situation with a voice that was tense with fear.
Immediately after hearing this, the Pope tightened his grip on the holy book in his hand.
Then…
-Smack!
The holy book crushed the priest’s head.
It happened so fast that the priest died instantly without even being able to scream.
“You blasphemous fool… How dare you utter such filthy words in this sacred place.”
The atmosphere turned icy cold in an instant.
Ignoring the priests who now looked at him with eyes full of fear, the Pope once again gazed at the man writhing in pain.
Salt, the one with the God’s Eye.
A few minutes earlier, he had suddenly started convulsing in pain.
The mission he had just completed was to monitor Vera and the secret organization Sodam, who were carrying out a secret mission in the distant Kanan Kingdom.
With his Divine magic, Salt could see through the eyes of those with whom he had a contract, known as the “God’s Eye.”
Though it had the drawback of sharing senses with the target and being unable to sever the link at will,
Its great advantage of allowing real-time observation of distant places had made it useful to the Church.
Thus, at least one member of every organization operating outside the Church was contracted with Salt. This was also true for the Sodam members who had been dispatched this time.
But now.
Salt, who was sharing senses with one of the Sodam priests, was suddenly showing extreme convulsions.
“Ah… No! Stop it… Please… Please, stop it!!!”
The man twisted madly as he screamed.
Drool dribbled from his mouth like a dog.
His eyes were bloodshot, on the verge of bursting.
What on earth had happened?
What had he seen to make him writhe in such madness?
Feeling both curiosity and a sense of impending danger,
The Pope spoke in a chilling voice to the person standing behind him.
“It’s a mission. Depart for the Kanan Kingdom immediately. Thoroughly investigate that Eva.”
“Amen.”
The worry of whether there was something related to that prophecy.
With a deep sense of unease, the Pope left the room, ignoring the screams that echoed in his ears.
“They’re watching me! They’re watching me!!! Those red eyes are watching me!!! Through the window!!! Through the windowwwww!!!!!!”
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